There are just no words... sad, devastated, heartbroken. I've lost my best friend. After an overnight illness, I had to let him go. Holding him in my arms, the Dr, the Stardude and I just sobbed as he quickly slipped away. Now I'm at home alone for the first night without him, and I'm struggling. It's the little things that kick me in the gut... the jingle of his tags, a random unused poo-bag, the first walk around the block without him.
But what really knocked me to my knees was the grocery bag full of his hair from his last brushing. Normally a disgusting thing, this ball of black & grey fur... but I clutch it and sob. My last physical connection to this amazing, loving, comical animal who has been an important part of my life for the last 12 years. Who's let me lean on him in all my crises, my breakdowns and my triumphs.
Mojo-Pojo... I miss you. I still feel you here. Can't wait to take a walk with you through the meadow on the rim one last time.
2 comments:
That is a kick in the gut. Sorry.
thank you so much.
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